Happy Birthday, Charlie!

Mom guilt is alive and well with me, since I'm sitting in a hotel room in Rhode Island for a wedding while Charlie is 600+ miles away, back at home, hanging out with grandma. It wasn't a wedding we could say no to, given that it's C's childhood best friend and he's actually IN the wedding, so here we are.

It's hard to believe that I have a TWO year old! It feels like just yesterday that I was begging for the epidural and puking my guts up in the hospital elevator, cursing at everyone in sight and scaring the hell out of the poor pregnant lady who was unfortunate enough to be standing next to me.

At the same time, it feels like I can't even remember life before Charlie, like he's just always been there